Poems

I tripped last night at the somber patience

Walking past the wholesome day

my soul laced with helpless laughter

A pure apocalyptic disheveled moment,

taken over by the wind of roses

Breezing through the enchanted lake

I mirthfully walked bare foot

Wanton steps on the grass needles

tingled tenaciously at my soles

There it was, a transparent silhouette

outstretched arms waiting in patience

As if to foul my newfound love

Not now dear! Not now!

I hear the words whispering &

smothering my resolute pleasure

Why not?

After all I am free and your claims

no longer hold the grounds

You flew I want to fly too!

I whispered aloud all in one breath

but stopped half way by cold lips over mine

Not now dear! Not now!

I heard the patient echo over and over

Giving in to the persistent patience

I took the waiting hands and walked

hand in hand, polite but curt

It seemed like an eternal journey

Barefoot on the crunchy leaves in

the forest, velvety darkness,

his hands around my waist

as if to subdue unseen shivers

We wandered through the

rabbit roads leading to the

ocean. In the distance I could hear

the laughter of the oceanic waves

Sudden yet gentle stroke on my spine

tingling soft flurries on my cheeks

neutralizing  that inner warmth

and gently withdrawing hands

smilingly deft fingers brushing

my hair, the voice said pointing

to the crashing waves of the ocean,

depth, desert, dunes, death, and

a dirge for you. All in this ocean

Now is the time.

Now my dear! Now my dear!

Trapped in your irreversibly entangled loveless

tentacles at the bottom of this remorseless sea,

I gasp for an uprising breath

Last night the un-melting snow covered water summits

of deep dark ocean desert conquered the ambered 

sunlight in burying our once heightened unmatched prophecy 

Beyond pain, joy, and hope, and long suspense

I wonder if I want to be your accomplice

in the crab-sponge camouflage treaty

neck arched backward, angling for prey?  

Because once I surface to absorb 

and breathe the sun and  wriggle out of your rim,

you and I will no longer be one

for I, like a phoenix will soar from

the ebbed, damp ashes to the heights unknown

In time your tightly folded, faded 

paper nautilus imprints around me 

will fade with the tidal currents

washing over the deserting sand 

How drastically we changed and unchanged!

In planning to climb the sun but falling in the deep end

You, an oceanic surface surfer of ambitious tidal waves

a restless spirited wandering soul, find hard to be still

a disabled anchor for the ultimate oceanic depth

your weaving woolen words and moist reproaches

evaporate even before they reach my heart

deserter of the unfathomable love

we are ready to part 

in the last act of our swan dance, save the sinking soul

glide backwards with the tide and release the finger’s hold

It’s time to take a bow and let go of the cold.